Military Man

Mama take a look at your boyHe's a military manPapa take a look at your boyHe's cryingPapa take a look at your boyHe's a soldierMama take a look in his eyesThey're colder

Papa take a look at your boyHe's a military manMama take a look at your boyHe's dyingPapa take a look at your boyHe's fightingMama take a look at your boyHe's frightened

They have trained your boy to killAnd kill some day he willThey have trained your boy to dieAnd ask no questions why

Papa take a look at your boyTake a look at your boyTake a look at your boyHe's a killer, yeah

Mama take a look at your boyTake a look at him nowTake a look at your boyHe's a soldier, he's colder, he's older, mama

Mama take a look at your boyObey the orderMama take a look at your boyLike a lamb to slaughter

They have trained your boy to killAnd kill some day he willThey have trained your boy to dieAnd ask no questions why

One day I will write for you a lovesong, motherAs the children say: "I love you", please hold meAnd you and I, we will live our life togetherUntil that day when we die, I will love you, motherI will always love you

I am writing from this warOh mama, I don't know what I'm fighting forAnd have you seen my children?God bless them, kiss themAnd tell them that I miss them

See I'm frightened in the darkMama, mamaThe blood is ankle deepThey have trained your boy to killAnd kill someday he willThey have trained your boy to die

Papa take a look at your boyTake a look at your boyTake a look at your boyHe's marchingHe's a soldier